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Chapter 1187

"Nonsense, the wine here is definitely the best in the capital!" Once Zhu said that, he walked into the tavern. However, just as he walked in, he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait, what did you call me?"

"Pig head!" Summer said lazily.

Zhu Yi\'s face was immediately filled with black lines. "How did I become a pig head?"

"Oh, originally, I wanted to call you Old Zhu, but I felt that calling you \'pig head\' was too troublesome. So, I shortened it to \'pig head\'." Summer was a good reason.

Zhu Yi almost collapsed, "I say, you can call me Old Man Zhu, or even Old Man Xie. Can you not call me \'Pig Head\'?"

"No, I think pig head is a good name. If you\'re not convinced, then fight with me. If you can beat me, then I won\'t call you pig head." Summer said lazily.

Zhu Yi had the urge to slam his head into a wall. How could he meet such an unreasonable fellow?

"Mr. Zhu, you came. Ah? "Mr. Zhu, your, your legs …" A voice was heard, but it turned into a cry of alarm halfway through the sentence.

"Old Du, my legs are healed. I came here to drink and celebrate. Is it alright if you give me the altar\'s best girl, Red?" Zhu Yi continued.

"No problem, absolutely no problem. Mr. Zhu, please take a seat first. I\'ll be right there!" It was a man of about fifty years of age. He had a medium build and looked very ordinary. However, at this moment, he was very excited. After he said that, he ran into the house.

"Come, girl, sit, sit. Good wine will be served soon." Zhu Yi called out to Mei Er. As for summer, Zhu Yi decided to avoid interacting with this boy, lest he die from anger.

"How can this place not have a signboard?" Mei Er asked curiously after she sat down.

"Good wine doesn\'t need a signboard." Zhu Yi replied, "Little girl, let me tell you, there\'s the most authentic female red here. I can guarantee that you\'ve never tasted it before."

Just as he was speaking, Old Du came over with a jar of wine: "Mr. Zhu, this is my oldest female red wine. The real one is 30 years old. Drink it slowly with your friends. I\'ll go prepare some dishes for you."

"Alright, Old Du, sorry for troubling you!" Zhu Yi took the jar and opened it. Instantly, the fragrance of wine filled the air.

"Eh, this wine smells really good!" In the summer, he grabbed the wine jar and poured a bowl for himself and then a bowl for Mei Er. Then, he picked up the wine bowl and gulped it down, "This is so delicious, Mei Er my wife, you should drink some too!"

"Pour some for me, pour some for me, I\'ll give it a try!" Zhu Yi urged.

In the summer, he actually poured out a little bit for Zhu Yi, and then continued to pour himself another bowl. Once again, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Why are you pouring me so little?" However, Zhu Yi was extremely depressed, "They haven\'t even filled the bottom of the bowl yet!"

"Since you asked me to pour you some, then of course I will only pour you a little bit." After saying that, he poured another bowl for himself. At the same time, he said to Mei Er, "Mei Er\'s wife, try drinking it and see if you like it."

Mei Er actually picked up the bowl and took a sip. After that, she suddenly spat out, "Oh, I don\'t feel like it tastes good."

"Oh, then I\'m relieved." Summer drained her bowl in one gulp, then picked up the jar, opened her mouth, and poured the contents directly into his mouth.

Mei Er and Zhu Yi were instantly dumbfounded.

After almost a minute, the two of them finally reacted.

"Hey, drink slowly, don\'t get drunk!" Mei Er still cared about the summer and was afraid that he would drink too much.

"Summer, leave me some, I haven\'t had a drink yet!" Zhu Yi was naturally concerned about the wine.

"Alright, I\'ll leave some for you." Summer finally put down the jar of wine and put it in Chu\'s hand. At the same time, she burped, "Oh, it tastes good …"

Zhu Yi picked up the jar of wine and poured some into his bowl. After that, he really poured out a little, maybe a few dozen drops. The summer had indeed only left him a little bit.

All of a sudden, Zhu Yi felt like crying. His beloved 30 years old daughter Red was gone just like that!

He picked up the bowl and poured the last of the wine into his mouth. He wanted to cry even more. This wine was really good. It was even more mellow and fragrant than the wine he used to drink, but he was already unable to drink it.

"Girl, can we discuss something?" When Zhu Yi suddenly saw the bowl of wine in front of Mei Er, he immediately felt his eyes light up, and he became excited for a moment.

However, just as he said that, Xia Zhi suddenly stretched out his hand, snatched the bowl of wine from Mei Er and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, Mei Er opened her mouth and asked, "Uncle Zhu, what\'s the matter?"

However, the spirit in Zhu Chi\'s eyes had already disappeared. He weakly shook his head and said, "It\'s fine now. In the future, remember to remind me. Don\'t drink with your drink-barrel boyfriend."

"Hey, pig-head, I\'m not Mei Er\'s wife\'s boyfriend, I\'m her husband." At this time, Xia Zhi spoke with dissatisfaction.

Zhu Yi angrily glared at Summer. He even had the urge to fight with Summer. This brat was really too much a bully!

"Mr. Zhu, there are a few dishes here for the wine, you guys eat first. If it\'s not enough, I\'ll go get them." Then the old man came over.

"Old Du, I don\'t know if there is enough wine or not, but there isn\'t enough wine. Do you still have 30 years of Nu Er Hong?" Zhu Yi asked weakly. He felt that it was unlikely that Old Du would still have this kind of good wine. For wine of this age, it was best to drink one jar less than one jar.

Old Du subconsciously looked at the pot of red wine and quickly realized that it was empty. He was stunned for a moment and then said apologetically, "Mr. Zhu, I\'m sorry, but I really don\'t have 30 years. But do you want another 20 years?"

"Yes, of course!" Zhu Yi\'s spirit was lifted as he hurriedly stood up and said, "Old Du, I\'ll go get some wine with you!"

Zhu Yi decided to drink in the wine cellar before coming out. However, when he reached the wine cellar, something that caused him to break down happened. Old Du had told him that the wine had disappeared.

"That kid must have stolen it!" The thought came to Zhu Yi\'s mind, and then he immediately went back outside. As he had expected, he saw several empty wine jars on the table.

As for the summer, it was all on Mei Er, as if she was already drunk.

"Girl, can we discuss something?" Zhu Yi began to discuss things with Mei Er again.

"Uncle Zhu, what\'s the matter?" Mei Er felt strange.

"Can\'t I beat this kid up while he\'s drunk?" Zhu Yi looked at Mei Er furiously. He really wanted to beat her up.

"Uncle Zhu, I actually want to give him a beating as well." Mei Er looked at Xia Xia, then carried him and stood up. "However, he is drunk now, so I might as well take him back to rest."

"I knew that you wouldn\'t want to hit him. Forget it. Luckily, this kid left me quite a few girls for ten years. Now, no one wants to fight with me for them." Zhu Yi was a little depressed.

"Uncle Zhu, I had something I wanted to talk to you about, but it\'s not very convenient right now. How about this, Uncle Zhu, you find a time in the next few days and go to the hidden group. I\'ll talk to you later." Mei Er was unable to discuss matters with Zhu after what happened in the summer.

"Alright, I will go." Zhu Yi agreed readily. "It\'s better if you take this brat away quickly, lest he tries to snatch more wine from me when he wakes up."

Mei Er nodded and did not say anything else. She picked up Xia Xia and left the tavern, then quickly returned to the courtyard outside Zhu Yi\'s courtyard, where her car was still parked.

She put the summer on the back seat of the car and was about to get up when she suddenly realized that she couldn\'t get up anymore. The summer guy\'s hands were tightly wrapped around her waist.

It was normal for drunk people to be like this, but when she tried to pry open Summer\'s hands, she found that she could not pry them away, and when she suddenly lost her balance and fell on top of Summer, she began to feel that something was wrong.

Especially when she found out that this guy didn\'t even smell alcohol in the summer, she was even more sure of one thing - this pervert was pretending to be drunk!

"You lied to me again!" Mei Er was furious. She punched Xia Zhi, "Let go of me!"

"Mei Er my wife, I\'m not lying to you!" He opened his eyes with an innocent look, "I was really drunk just now, but I woke up pretty quickly."

"Really?" Mei Er was still a little doubtful.

"Of course it\'s true. In fact, I didn\'t think I would get drunk too, I was never drunk before, so today I might have been a bit too hasty, so I got a little drunk, but I woke up very quickly. So, my wife, Mei Er, I really didn\'t lie to you!" Summer said solemnly.

"Alright, I\'ll believe you this time." Mei Er felt that this explanation was reasonable, so she did not pursue the matter. "Let\'s go eat now. I heard that drinking alcohol at the fasting level is easy to make you drunk. This is probably how you got drunk."

"Alright, let\'s go eat." Summer agreed, now finally there is no Zhu Yi to be the light bulb nearby.

Mei Er didn\'t say anything else. She just drove the car away for the summer and found a decent restaurant on the roadside. She went in and found a seat to start their lunch.

Halfway through lunch, his phone rang in the summer.

After taking a look at the phone, he realized that the call was from that Shi Pengfei in the summer, so he picked up the call, "Hello, what\'s the matter?"

"Divine Doctor Xia, the things we told you last time have progressed. They asked Xiao Bei to store the materials in a supermarket\'s storage box, and then sent the bar code of the storage box to them by courier from the same city." Shi Pengfei\'s voice was a little low, "What should we do now?"

"Alright, I understand. I\'ll make the arrangements first and then I\'ll call you later." Xia Zhi casually said this before hanging up. Right now, he didn\'t really care about this matter. In his opinion, it was more important to first accompany Mei Er to eat lunch.

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